Robyn got to work.

As the station wagon pulled away Robyn set into action. She climbed back into their shared tent and looked about for her travel bag. Pulling it out from underneath her little foldout bed frame, Robyn reached in and quickly found the compact mirror she was looking for. Right at the very bottom of course. Robyn could barely remember the last time she’d bother to look at her own appearance.

Holding it up to her face, she took a long honest look at herself. When had her hair got this tangled, she thought to herself. Skin looks a bit dry. Eyes a little red from the glare out on the water. Well it wasn’t anything she couldn’t fix. Especially with Emma’s very expensive shampoo and conditioner, Robyn knew she had been saving the last of. Gathering together a veritable treasure trove of hair products, body butters and Emma’s newest razor, Robyn left the tent and set out towards the communal showers of the caravan park.

Finding the showers empty Robyn locked herself into a stall and arranged her paraphernalia on the bench, along with a change of clothes. She stripped out of the pretty clothes she put on only moments ago and let the hot water cascade over. It felt glorious after being the cold southern currents all morning. Knowing Emma would keep Michael all to herself for as long as possible, Robyn took her time in the shower, enjoying the simple pleasure.

The first task was to bring her hair back under control. A big spurt of shampoo and what seemed like a million knots later and Robyn was happy that her hair would no longer look like it was going to spontaneously form dreadlocks. Next, she started on her shaving her legs. Being a natural blonde meant Robyn’s hair grew almost invisibly but still she wanted her legs to feel as smooth as silk if she wanted Michael to feel them. Hell, she would even shave her little blonde bush for him. Lathering up between her legs made Robyn acutely aware of him much she was aching for someone, anyone, to touch her in her most special place. Getting out of the shower Robyn dried herself with her towel before covering herself head to toe in shea body butter. This too felt incredible as she rubbed and massaged her tired muscles.

Satisfied with herself, Robyn gave her now bald and ever so smooth pelvic mound a playful little pat. Mmm, she liked the way it felt hairless once again. Moving her hand lower she could feel each hair free lip and the warmth that radiated from within her. She continued to run her fingers back and forth just liking how it felt on her smooth skin. Without real conscious though Robyn’s finger slipped to between lips, shocking herself on how wet her pussy had got from her own actions. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d masturbated but now felt the sudden urge to play with herself.

Resting her head against the wall of the shower cubicle Robyn finger tip started to rub a gentle circle around her sensitive clitoris. She could feel an altogether different sort of wave building inside her when a pair of voices entered the shower block together.

“Shit,” she cursed under her breath at the arrival and interruption.